During my high school years, I was rather reserved when I wasn't with my friends. The high school’s wrestling coach also taught geometry. This led to a lot of wrestlers cutting class and interrupting our class to hang out and not get in trouble. One day, seven wrestlers entered excitedly talking about new wrestling uniforms, and how thrilled they were. When they went over to get the uniforms, the whole class started giving them side glances. Even without what I mention next, the suits appeared comical. I mean, it’s tight royal blue Spandex with a suspender-like top. Absolutely funny already. But the wrestlers took the uniforms and ran out to switch into them in the bathroom, and come back to show them off. Which, is also hysterical because Spandex shows everything; you could see all of their junk. Regardless, we live in a town called Ocean City. It’s usually shortened as “OC”. On the back of the Spandex uniform, it says Ocean City Men in large letters. Except… they decided on the abbreviation. On the back, it states OC MEN. Which isn’t awful, but then I say it in my head. OC MEN. Oh—semen. I nearly choked on my water. I looked around frantically, trying to find out who I can tell, because I didn’t have any friends to tell in this class. I looked at the girl sitting next to me, and I had no idea who she was and had never talked to her before. I told her what I found and we both burst out laughing. The whole time she saw me as the quiet teacher’s pet who was shy as hell. The first words out of my mouth were “It says oh semen.” We’ve been best friends for the past seven years.